When practicing martial arts, aptitude and hard work determine the strength of one's skills, and age is also an important factor.
There are so many third-rate masters in the Nangong clan who are over thirty years old, and there are only ten to seven or eight second-rate masters under thirty years old, and there are very few first-rate masters who are thirty years old.
The Nangong clan selects its elites every three years and strictly controls their age.
The Nangong clan has an ancestral motto, a martial arts competition within the clan, and the participants must not be over twenty.
Today's fifty-six people, Nangong Qingsu is nineteen years old, is the largest group.
And if someone makes statistics, it will be clear that the elites selected by the Nangong clan every three years are all third-rate masters and second-rate masters under the age of twenty... and Nangong Qingsu, who is nineteen years old, will be in the near future.
, a young genius who has reached the level of a first-class master in just two years.
And because this is a two-six-year competition, the fifty-six second-rate masters are the most numerous.
"My kung fu is just average. It's because my opponent is too weak!" Ye Xue smiled lightly.
"No need to be modest." Nangong Qingsu raised his sword and sneered, "If you can get so many gold medals, you must have mastered Kung Fu."
"Second brother, if you practice your foreign martial arts to the extreme, you can indeed defeat the second-rate masters of your inner family. However," Nangong Qingyue said with a bad smile, "the foreign family is still on the lower level and cannot compare to the masters of your inner family."
Nangong Qingsu also had a condescending look on his face, "The fourth sister, at the age of only thirteen, has swept through the elites of the younger generation in the clan. She is a genius. However, you can only go so far."
"What a shame, what a shame!" When Nangong Qingsu spoke, he had already raised his sword to strike at Ye Xue.
"Nangong Yexue, today I will show you the power of my second brother." Nangong Qingyue raised her sword and slashed at Luomei.
Nangong Qingyue lured Luomei away, and then asked Nangong Qingsu to deal with me. Ye Xuefeng's eyes were filled with smiles, and she held up her hands without moving.
Luomei stepped forward with her sword in hand. The golden sword given to her by Ye Xue in her right hand, which had absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for five years, faced the fierce Nangong Qingsu. The golden sword inlaid with ruby in her left hand also firmly blocked Nangong.
Qingyue.
"Get out of the way!" Nangong Qingsu didn't expect that a little maid would dare to block his way.
As the two swords collided, the free hand struck at Luomei.
Luomei ducked down neatly, swiped his left foot, and forced himself back towards Nangong Qingsu, who was rushing out from Ye Xue.
"Qingyue!" Nangong Qingsu called Nangong Qingyue. Nangong Qingyue immediately understood and stepped forward to fight with Luomei.
Nangong Qingsu, on the other hand, used Qinggong to fly towards Fangxue, and the long sword in his hand was directed towards Ye Xue's chest.
"Seeking death!" Ye Xue reached out with her left hand, and clamped the tip of Nangong Qingsu's sword with her middle finger and index finger wearing a gold glove.
Nangong Qingsu's long sword cannot advance or retreat.
Ye Xue sneered contemptuously, waved her right palm, and a row of embroidery needles hit Nangong Qingsu's face.
Nangong Qingsu had no choice but to abandon his sword and duck out of the attack range of the embroidery needle.
Ye Xue threw away Nangong Qingsu's sword, and with a lunge, he already had two daggers in his hand.
The dagger was sharp, and Ye Xue moved very quickly. While Nangong Qingsu was dodging, she calculated Nangong Qingsu's landing point.
Before Nangong Qingsu could stand still, Ye Xue's dagger had already cut his collar.
Ye Xue looked at Nangong Qingsu's frightened eyes and snorted coldly.
Even if she didn't use her internal strength, she could easily kill Nangong Qingsu.